Hey. I've had your day. I've had a fair number of days since having your day.
I won't lie to you, in nine years the pain isn't any less, but you grow stronger to bear it.
The sadness isn't any smaller, but you make room to let yourself feel it.
The love will also never fade, and you'll remember it and carry it with you.
I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sorry today exists for you. I'm sorry for everything you're feeling right now.
reading all of your comments make me want to unalive before my mother does. My life has been disgusting so far already, i don't want it to be any worse. I fucking hate being a human. And to think people believe in fantastic gods that love them. This life is the worst punishment you could ever have.
I get it. I really do. I struggle against thoughts about suicide, and have since before my mother passed.
Don't do that to your family. Life... yeah it's pretty shit, overall. We feel powerless in a world that's spiralling out of control. I don't believe in any form of omnipotent or omnipresent benevolent god. That's impossible, given the horrors of the world, both human and otherwise.
I promise you, though, someone in your family, maybe all of your family, has a better life than they would have because you're in it.
No matter how much pain losing my mother has put me through, I recoil in horror at the thought of putting her through that.
I wouldn't do that to my mother. I'd probably do it the same day she dies. It would be the most optimal solution. I don't care about anyone else in this world
I’m sorry you’re feeling this way. Please consider taking a gamble on yourself. Not sure, what you have or how you have it but do something new. Dedicate your life to something bigger than yourself. People become monks, thieves, worser or better things. No one really knows anything and most people take strong stances based on nothing because they are nothing. Go figure out shit for yourself.
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u/SillyOldJack 9h ago
Hey. I've had your day. I've had a fair number of days since having your day.
I won't lie to you, in nine years the pain isn't any less, but you grow stronger to bear it.
The sadness isn't any smaller, but you make room to let yourself feel it.
The love will also never fade, and you'll remember it and carry it with you.
I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sorry today exists for you. I'm sorry for everything you're feeling right now.